So this is a book about a couple of young 20-something girls living in New York and working in the publishing industry, written in the 1950's. Firstly I'll say that I enjoyed reading it. The ending of this boom however is definately not THE BEST OF EVERYTHING. In fact, it was quite the opposite. It was like being told there will be no Christmas this year. That and considering I just finished the novel minutes ago, those of you whom have read the novel can understand why I've been left in a state that can be described as "intense man hating".